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LIBERTY Build a house of brick and stone Let it stand for all to see A monument to you alone To you alone and Liberty Set a seed of English oak Let it grow wild and free Strong and stout to evoke To evoke sweet Liberty Free a bird, trapped in a cage Free it for the...
The Ending
When I am gone no more to see, don't be sad for I will be with those I love who are waiting for me. This journey i must take alone, and leave you all behind. Remember all the happy times I keep within my heart. Now let me go, my time on earth is done. No goodbyes, for...
Save Us ( second edition)
Save the planet from pollution. Does anyone have the solution? Save your soul and find redemption, Lord deliver us from temptation. Save our world from the bomb, Who else has the atom? War in Syria; live in fear. Is it true the end is near? Save us from the terrorist;...
On Farlam Church
Beyond that silence and that still A brumous mist descends the hill. Whose eulogy contains the line- ‘All are, in time, to dust confined?’ Abandoned like a rusting plough- Milton Hall’s a fading memory now. Although they were to privilege born Their cross lies...
Complicated Me
I write in blood and bleed in ink, my thoughts I feel and my feelings I think. I paint in tears and cry in colors, I lock up angels and release my monsters. I sing with silence and say nothing in screams, yet I dream my ending and end my dreams. I fear my smile and...
Whitchurch Waterways Country Park
Water voles thrive in this green oasis; protected, a Haven to breed and quietly sit and nibble grasses Inner sanctum of burrows for sleep. Water Mint and Tendrils of Brooklime creep. Green rush wetland spurs Cuckoo flower in spring. Paths lead on, weaving through...
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Botcherby Mill
Across the river and up the hill The maw of war more sons would kill. As the Cherry Blossom sheds its bloom The flower of youth would fade too soon. As the cogs in time would age and rust The dreams of men crumble to dust. At Charlotte Terrace-they lost four sons The...
OVER THE TOP
Weren’t we on a high? When the train pulled out, and they cheered us all off With the flags and banners waving, and the children held aloft. The Archduke was dead and we knew the score. Germany needed a lesson so Tommy Atkins went to war. But thousands slaughtered...
La belle fleur
‘That knowledge, to which, the few aspire Within our hearts we all desire…’ Though others would deny our worth We grow. and prosper, from our birth While Life is but a game of chance We clasp the future in our hands An enlightened mind can often be The pathway to...
Men of Worth
Unrivalled in their chosen worth The finest men to grace this earth That heavy burden that they bear In fellowship they gladly share To rank as equal with the best To never on their laurels rest Whatever challenges they are set Are with a quiet- forbearance met For...
The Poppy Poem
The Grass is Green The sky is Blue But danger enters too Guns are firing Lives are lost Each day more and more Families praying To save themselves But the bomb goes off The ground gets rough Fighting gets tough But in 1945 Some flowers grow As red as blood As black as...
Dark Soldiers
Darkness wraps me up again my blanket heavy, soaked with rain Is Churchill’s dog so fond of me? Is guilt and pain my destiny? What demons did my service find to infect body, soul and mind? What sin did I commit for this eternity in dark abyss? Rebuke me, tell me “get...
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"Through my own experiences in talking with the boys and girls about their thoughts on war and how they felt about going into action… through poetry they express themselves with absolute clarity, deep feeling and simplicity. I only have to read 'In Flanders Field' or Kipling's 'Tommy' to fully appreciate and be thankful for the beauty of FLOW. We must never forget them."
Dame Vera Lynn DBE — Our late patron, 1917–2020
